Nie Zhao coughed, and Ram patted him on the shoulder. Only then did Nie Jiayu notice his uncle.
However, he was so engrossed in playing that he wasn't afraid of being scolded by his uncle. Instead, he said excitedly, "Uncle, I bet you don't know this, but my aunt is a walking gambling god. Really, she bet on four rounds and won every single one."
All the henchmen in Macau knew that Hong Kong's richest man had come to Macau, and naturally, they all vied to provide him with services.
The two henchmen who seized the opportunity looked up and saw that it was actually the richest man himself, and they were all smiles.
One of them explained, "The wife won big prizes four times. One of them was 2,000, and the other three were 6,000. They were real big prizes, like winning gold coins."
The real mega jackpot on a slot machine isn't six thousand, it's five million.
But slot machines are best at taking money, not giving it out.
Chen Rou played four rounds on her first visit and won gold coins in all four rounds, totaling 20,000 yuan, which was indeed considered good luck.
So, is she just lucky, or does she actually know a thing or two about gambling?
Nie Zhao didn't believe his wife was a gambling god; he preferred to believe she was just lucky because she was still a beginner.
But just then, Chen Rou looked around the room and said, "There probably won't be a five million prize in the next few days. Let's forget it, I'm tired of playing. Let's go."
Her words disappointed the VIPs, whose job was to entice tourists into the VIP rooms.
One of the pawnbrokers laughed and said, "Just last month, look, that table won a super jackpot of 5 million."
Another coin toss said, "Why don't you try that machine? You're incredibly lucky today."
Just then, a frail old woman with a cane walked up to a slot machine, put her hands together in prayer and then pulled the lever with one hand and prepared to insert a coin with the other.
Chen Rou strolled past the old lady, took the coins from her hand, and went to the side. She tapped on another machine, and the old lady immediately understood what she meant, so she switched to this machine to deposit coins.
Then Chen Rou smiled and said to the two players, "To win the grand prize, it depends on the machine, not on a person's luck."
Then she slapped the old lady's hand as she was pulling the lever on the machine, and asked, "Am I right?"
As the old lady inserted a coin and pulled the lever, the machine clanged and rattled. Then, a series of 7s appeared on the screen: one 7, two 7s, three 7s, and then all three 7s at once—that was the grand prize of 6,000.
Suddenly, music started playing, and the coins started flowing out with a clatter.
The old lady was a believer in God, and her first instinct was to say, "Oh my God, thank God."
Looking back at Chen Rou, he saw a girl wearing a white shirt, with slightly wavy medium-length hair, a hint of heroism in her eyes, and a gentle and kind smile. He took her hands and said, "Child, thank God that I met you."
Chen Rou patted the slot machine again, gave the two henchmen a knowing smile, and turned to leave.
To win the grand prize, it's not about luck, but about the machine; most people understand this.
But here's the problem: all the slot machines look the same, so how does she know which machine she can win?
Now, not only Nie Jiayu and Wang Baodao, but even Nie Zhao suspected that his wife might really be a gambling god.
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